Sunday, August 29, 2010
I don't usually do this, so I'm surprised to find myself immediately moved to post about illuminate. Normally the weekly word hangs in the nether regions of my mind for a number of days before making itself known. Today illuminate, illumination, illuminated has been with me most the day, tapping me on the shoulder, urging me on. I finally have given in, despite the fact that it seems too soon.
This morning's light was lovely, taunting me, guiding me to it. "Step this way please", it said. "Follow me, find me, seek me, use me." I've been thinking that's what guides me at this point in my limited photography experience. Light. Maybe I'm not alone; maybe that's just how it is. I have so much to learn.
Chasing the light. I love that expression, really love it. But its not simply the photographs, its all encompassing. I've been living dark for too long. Often I still am and I don't like it. I want to find the light, the illumination....I am seeking it, but at times it is so elusive, so difficult to find and tiring to chase.
I think most of us want to be illuminated...ideally we're all seeking that in places of worship, in partnerships we entangle ourselves in, in journals we write, in the books we read for inspiration and knowledge. Why are so many of us feeling lost, seeking, trying, grasping to find what's good not bad, what is truth not befuddled in lies, what will nourish our bodies and souls? The eternal quest. Human nature I suppose. My mind is always chasing the light, wondering, pondering, curious. I grow bored and restless easily. I am not well equipped for being still.
This evening I chased the light again. I said I wouldn't, but couldn't resist tucking my camera in my pocket while I walked the dog. The light is slipping away earlier and earlier as autumn nears. Just before sunset an old classmate from high school was slipping a kayak into the river for an evening paddle. I watched him glide into the pink hues of the setting sun and thought about how time really passes so quickly yet the mystery of it all is in fact, timeless. I wondered if he felt illuminated, or if he is just as full of questions as I am....if he too is chasing the light albeit in a kayak rather than with a camera. Just wondering too much, as always.